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Shorter chapter, but I promise the next one will be longer :)
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Plane Ride To Hell
Klaus and Elena remained seated in the living room for another couple hours with his arm holding her close to him not wanting to let her go. "Klaus," Elena looked up at him, "I think you should go to New Orleans." Elena sighed. "I'm not leaving you here, come with me. I'm bringing all of my hybrids, that does include you." Klaus gazed back at her. "Me? On a plane? You've got to be kidding me!" Elena said eyes wide with terror. "Afraid of flying?" Klaus smirked down at her. "I am not afraid of flying... I'm just afraid of all of a sudden not flying..." Elena muttered under her breath. Of course Klaus heard her still though. "Don't worry, love, your a hybrid, so even if the jet crashed we would live." Klaus comforted her, stroking the side of her face tenderly. Elena seemed to ponder the fact for a moment. "Sure, why not, I'd love to go into a potentially deadly situation with you." Elena smiled mockingly warm at the man beside her. "Yeah, well let's try to diffuse the situation in New Orleans, there's a reason it's called the 'City of Second Chances'." Klaus stood up holding out a hand to haul Elena up as well. "Go gather the hybrids, I'm going to deal with our Salvatore problem." Klaus left Elena to go round up the hybrids.
Klaus was downstairs in the cellar with Damon and Stefan. He was contemplating what to do with them, Stefan was still slowly dying from nip Elena had given him. "Klaus, please! I don't want to die like this!" Stefan sputtered up blood. "Why should I do anything for you, you have done nothing for me! I might as well kill you right here, right now! Where was your loyalty to your girlfriend? You can't wander in her a month after she goes missing and stomp all over her. If I were her I would just let you die from that werewolf bite, let you suffer. But unfortunately she wants me to heal your sorry ass." Klaus was seething as he tore open his wrist and let Stefan have a few drops before tearing it away. Klaus forced Stefan to look at him, you will leave here and every single day you will think about Elena and how you screwed up any chance you ever had with her, but you will not come searching for her, you will let her live out her eternity in peace... with me." He repeated the compelling with Damon, and went upstairs to find all his hybrids and his family waiting in the living room. "Are we ready to go?" Klaus inquired looking between his family and Elena. "Yep all the hybrids are accounted for and Kol is out of bed." Elena grinned mischievously. "Yeah, but a simple 'wake up Kol were going to New Orleans' would have sufficed.. You didn't have to dump freezing cold water on me." A drenched Kol glared at Elena who shrugged. That lead to Kol chasing Elena around the mansion trying to give her a hug.
After everyone contained Kol they left for the Mikaelson's private hangar. They were taking two separate jets, one for the hybrids, and one for the original family, and Elena.
Elena was in awe as she boarded the jet it was amazing there was custom leather seats with the letter M embroidered on the head rest, a flat screen TV, two mini fridges (one stocked with blood bags obviously), and even a bar stocked with some of the best alcohol you could think of. Everyone sat down for lift off, but once they were in the air everyone started moving around Kol and Rebekah were fighting over the remote control for the flat screen, while Elijah was reading an old, withered leather back book. Elena gripped the arms of her seat for dear life, she was shaking worse than chihuahua, terrified wouldn't even begin to explain the look on Elena's face. "Here, love, thought you might like a drink, to calm your nerves." Klaus handed her a glass filled with bourbon, she grabbed it and took a long sip, letting the burning substance drip down her throat, Stefan was right, the alcohol did help curb the craving for blood. "Thanks," She smiled at the hybrid who had sat down next to her.
The first little while was okay, Elena was still holding onto the armrests for dear life, but the alcohol did help some, until they hit a patch of turbulence where Elena screeched and tore a hole in the seat where her claws dug in. She began hyperventilating. "Never been on a jet, Gilbert?" Kol bugged appearing beside Elena. "Nope, this is my first time... If you haven't noticed I'm not a one thousand year old homicidal vampire." Elena looked stressed, but as the turbulence evened out her claws unmatched from the leather, Klaus groaned. "Really? You slashed the armrests of my jet to pieces." Elena shrugged, anxiety still covered every inch of her face. "No, your just an eighteen year old homicidal hybrid." Kol shrugged, feigning nonchalance. Elena sent a glare towards him, flashing her canines which caused Kol to pale. She gave him a grin, canines and all. "I believe you just proved his point, love." Klaus poked her side, she grabbed his hand and broke it, but the bones quickly began fuzing themselves back together. But the pain was still there, and as the bones mended it became a dull ache. "Ouch, that hurt." Klaus frowned, causing Elena to smile victoriously.
"Okay, I might be a bit homicidal. But it comes with the territory." Elena shrugged. "Surprisingly I have not ended one human life yet, then again I have only been a vampire/werewolf hybrid for a month, so plenty of time yet to screw up." A second turbulence hit the jet causing it to become a but bumpy, instead of digging her claws into the armrest, Elena latched onto Klaus causing him to grunt in pain. "Okay, ruin my Italian leather seats all you want, just stop clawing me!" Elena smirked before cutting into the seat once again.
Once both jets finally landed all was right again. Elena was where she belonged. On solid land once again.
They took SUVs to the Mikaelson's New Orleans residence. "God that was like a plane ride from hell." Elena groaned while pulling out her iPhone. "More like plane ride to hell." Kol muttered causing Elena's head to snap up as they entered the Fench Quarter. "Wow... And this is a popular vaction destination? It looks more like a dump." Elena jokedwhile looking at the blood and carnage that littered the streets. Bloody bodies were strrewn throughout the streets, all with puncture wounds to the neck, some even decapitated. It was very... Unsettling...
Klaus sent all the hybrids to go set up the mansion while the originals and Elena assessed the damage, which was a lot. "I have have heard of a movement between the witches, and I know who is heading it. They want to take out Marcel, and you Klaus." Elijah said in a hushed tone, as not to draw attention to their arrival. "Show us to the witch, Elijah." Klaus stated, voice devoid of any emotion.
Elijah lead them to Bourbon Street and up to a bar called C's Bar. A chime sounded as the five entered, they walked up to the bar and sat down. A man that looked to be no more than twenty years old walked up to them. "And what can I get you guys? A round of shots?" The man asked. Elijah gained the eye contact and began compelling the guy. "Go and get me Cassandra, and be descrete, please." Elijah sent the guy away, but he quickly returned with a brunette girl. She was probably around eighteen to twenty-five years old, with ocean blue eyes.
"Gregory tells me you wish to speak with me-" The girl, Cassandra, trailed off as she caught sight of the five individuals before her. "Ah, what a... wonderful surprise. It's been a while, Elijah, Rebekah, Kol, Niklaus, Katherine." The witch addressed them all. "No, I'm not Katherine... My name's Elena. I'm Katherine's doppelganger." Elena eyed the witch before her cautiously. "I don't plan on murdering you, you can stop with the hostilities, Elena." Cassandra smiled a little bit too brightly. "What can I do for you guys?" Cassandra asked, tunring her attention to the whole group again. "We wish to speak with you." Elijah stated bluntly. Cassandra nodded for him to continue. "In private." Elijah motioned toward the bar which was crawling with vampires, all listening in to their conversatioin. The witch nodded before waving the group to the side door.
Once the door was shut firmly behind the large group Cassandra turned toward Elijah. "We heard about your kamakazee mission to end both Marcel and Klaus." Elena's eyes flashed dangerously yellow, but in a flash the effect wore off. "Y-Yes," Cassandra visably paled. Klaus surged forward siezing the witch's throat lifting her off the ground and pressing her back against the wall of her bar. "Who?! What?! When?! and Why?!" Klaus demanded shaking the witch slightly. Cassandra made a haste decision and trued to give Elena a brain anuerism in hopes that Klaus would let her go, but her strategy seemed to be a waste as the doppelganger hybrid simply smirked as the witch struggled in vain. "Sorry, but I guess I'm immune. All I have is a little bit of a headache."
"Let the witch go, Klaus." A voice rang out through the back alley. Elena's head snapped toward the voice eyes golden, canines bared, snarling at the vampire in front of her. Slowly vampires oured out of the shadows. "Calm down, pup. I am only here to talk, for now." The man snickered causing Elena to growl. "What kind of person arrives for a little chit chat with an army?" Elena snapped, refusing to back down from her defensive positon. She turned back to Kol, "Yeah, I agree with you, Kol. That was a plane ride to hell." Elena grumbled.
AN: What's going to happen next? Review to find out. How will Elena and Klaus get themselves out of this predicament? Or will they at all? All this and more... in Chapter 6
Catch'ya on the flip side Laterzzz ~LoveLiving